2012年11月26日
Blossom
Later, blossom, later, often in flowers.
Autumn in Hangzhou, but not like the memory in the autumn so bleak, the trees are still a wild profusion of vegetation, of greet is always the vast green. Occasionally crayonting also will remember the northern autumn, the leaves yellow, sky blue.
Rarely see the blue sky, always feel Hangzhou's sky is always gray, give a person a kind of light inhibition. Have more than once imagined himself alone in life outside appearance, seungriya but never thought would be so down. That I too will miss home, and will miss that town of autumn. Always thought, I have done calm, can look coldly from the sidelines at their own chenchuzu and belong to someone else's story.
But the original, I have been living in the story of every hue. However, the protagonist of the story never stop changing. For a moment, I thought, that silly girl, itongcy be to you a little promise happy for a long time. Later, it gradually understand, the original promise it sometimes only commitment. Just didn't think in this society, and the feelings will be cheap to a realm.
Want to simply go along, want to do not know, want to go back, really want to. Just, I don't want to evade it, but also can not escape. Some things, in the end, oitty some feelings, also should learn to give up.
Occasionally, will still remember myself before, before you, and before we. Blossom, here the young, but also have everyone deepest dream.
The clear light of moonlight, howling cool breeze, running in the darkness of the child, with dreams of their own, seungriya toward the front light, looking for the true myself.
In the dream the first place to wait, blossom, this boy.
With the most sincere feelings, life is the most splendid picture paint
In the time gap, saw their first
With the first dream, tablospy smile
Millennium song, here the rotation
As the dream again.
Autumn in Hangzhou, but not like the memory in the autumn so bleak, the trees are still a wild profusion of vegetation, of greet is always the vast green. Occasionally crayonting also will remember the northern autumn, the leaves yellow, sky blue.
Rarely see the blue sky, always feel Hangzhou's sky is always gray, give a person a kind of light inhibition. Have more than once imagined himself alone in life outside appearance, seungriya but never thought would be so down. That I too will miss home, and will miss that town of autumn. Always thought, I have done calm, can look coldly from the sidelines at their own chenchuzu and belong to someone else's story.
But the original, I have been living in the story of every hue. However, the protagonist of the story never stop changing. For a moment, I thought, that silly girl, itongcy be to you a little promise happy for a long time. Later, it gradually understand, the original promise it sometimes only commitment. Just didn't think in this society, and the feelings will be cheap to a realm.
Want to simply go along, want to do not know, want to go back, really want to. Just, I don't want to evade it, but also can not escape. Some things, in the end, oitty some feelings, also should learn to give up.
Occasionally, will still remember myself before, before you, and before we. Blossom, here the young, but also have everyone deepest dream.
The clear light of moonlight, howling cool breeze, running in the darkness of the child, with dreams of their own, seungriya toward the front light, looking for the true myself.
In the dream the first place to wait, blossom, this boy.
With the most sincere feelings, life is the most splendid picture paint
In the time gap, saw their first
With the first dream, tablospy smile
Millennium song, here the rotation
As the dream again.
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